Chapter 432

Evelyn Carter met Alexander Hamilton's gaze directly. "Dr. Wilson's affairs are none of your concern. Right now, you're the only one who can help me."

Gregory Wilson stood nearby, a gentle smile playing on his lips. "Mr. Hamilton has misunderstood. I am indeed pursuing Dr. Carter, but she hasn't agreed yet."

Alexander's expression darkened instantly. His pool cue slammed onto the table with a sharp crack. Without another word, he turned and strode away, his black trench coat slicing through the air like a blade.

"My personal life is none of your business."

Evelyn watched his retreating figure, her fingers unconsciously digging into her palms. She had prepared for the worst, but she hadn't expected Gregory to appear so abruptly.

Gregory frowned in frustration. "Did I mess things up? I should go explain—"

"Don't." Evelyn shook her head. "He's too angry right now."

"You came to see him..." Gregory's Adam's apple bobbed. "Are you trying to reconcile?"

"I never regret my decisions." Her voice was soft, but the words cut into her own heart like a knife.

Gregory's tense shoulders relaxed slightly. "Good. It's late—let me drive you home?"

The clock neared midnight as the billiards hall's lights flickered off one by one.

As Evelyn gathered her coat, a fluffy white Samoyed puppy wriggled excitedly into her arms. The little furball had grown chubbier, its cloud-like fur even more voluminous.

"He's quite the eater," Gregory chuckled, holding the car door open for her. "We'll figure things out tomorrow, alright?"

Their taxi merged into the night. Suddenly, the driver grinned. "Miss, your boyfriend's been following us the whole time."

In the rearview mirror, a black Audi maintained a careful distance. Evelyn clutched her phone but ultimately didn't dial that familiar number.

When her apartment door clicked shut, she glimpsed through the glass as the distant headlights slowly faded to black.

White Coat scampered in circles around the living room. Just as Evelyn retrieved the dog food, a thunderous crash erupted from the long-vacant apartment next door.

At 3 AM, lights flickered on in the deserted neighboring unit.